| She no longer will follow the boy with wild eyes. | |
| She no longer will tame him, while he dances in fires. | |
| He'll build you a shelter, using his hands. | |
| You know that he'll love you, the only way that he can. | |
| Don't go. | |
| Lifeless stranger. | |
| Don't go to fires. | |
| His hands are still shaken, by the touch of your hips. | |
| His lips are still drunken, by the taste of your kiss. | |
| Untangle you hair, love. I can't see through these fires. | |
| Untangle my heart, love. I'll love you all night. | |
| Don't go. | |
| Lifeless stranger. | |
| Don't go to fires. |